Christine Ann Birchansky

Turn Again To Life by Mary Lee Hall If I should die and leave you here a while, Be not like others sore undone, who keep Long vigils by the silent dust, and weep. For my sake – turn again to life and smile, Nerving thy heart and trembling hand to do Something to comfort weaker hearts than thine. Complete these dear unfinished tasks of mine And I, perchance may therein comfort you.